So, yeah... This is a SaryuuxAoi story that was requested by Shiranai Atsune. Hope you enjoy it! ^^

I don't own Inazuma Eleven (Go Chrono Stone) and I probably never will, so let's just move on with the story. :P

"I'll be going now!" Sorano Aoi yelled as she walked towards the front door.

"Wait a minute, honey." She turned around to see her mother standing behind her. The woman was paler than usual and she had dark circles underneath her eyes due to the lack of sleep. Aoi didn't sleep all that much either because her brother had kept her awake last night. The thing is, he was sick. Nothing major, just a flu or something, but he had been coughing the entire night and since she was a light sleeper… Well, let's just say that it was hard to keep her eyes open at school today.

Aoi had been home for an hour or so and now she was about to leave to attend her tennis practice. Yukou, her six-year-old brother, had skipped school today and her mother stayed home from work so she could look after him. It was a tough choice to make, since Aoi's dad died a few years ago and Aoi wasn't allowed to work yet since she was only thirteen. That meant that her mother was the only one who had an income. And even if Aoi was allowed to work, her mother wouldn't let her. She was the kind of woman that always puts her children before herself and she said more than once that Aoi should finish her school so that she could make more of my life than her mother had done.

Aoi could hear Yukou cough in his room, though the sound was muffled. "What is it?" she asked her mother with a smile. Her mother smiled tiredly back at her.

"This may be a big favour, but could you run some errands for me when you're done with practice? I could do them myself, but I want to watch Yukou..."

"Sure, no problem. What do you want me to get?"

"You're such a sweetheart. If you wait a minute, then I'll make a list."

She handed Aoi a piece of paper and some money, which Aoi put in her bag. "Be careful, dear," her mother said as Aoi walked to the door once again. "I've heard terrible news about these gangs of children that destroy parts of the town. It was all over the news today. So please watch out, okay?"

"Don't worry, mom, I'll do. Bye!" the girl said reassuringly before she closed the front door behind her. She headed to the tennis court without thinking about it. Instead she thought about what her mom just said. She didn't pay much attention to the news lately, but she did recall something about major destructions in several parts of town. A group of people – kids actually, all about Aoi's age – suddenly attacked important buildings in town. So far, it were only offices and a minor base of El Dorado, but she was still worried. If those criminals were crazy enough to attack El Dorado, then they must be serious. And if El Dorado doesn't agree with their demands – whatever those may be – maybe they'll attack the residential areas as well… Aoi shuddered at the thought.

Her heart lightened a bit as she saw the tennis court appear. There were already some people playing, but she couldn't see who they were. She smiled without noticing. Now she just wanted to let go of all those creepy thoughts, smash some balls and then play a bit with the others.

But then she realized that she didn't feel the usual weight on her shoulder. Aoi slowly brought up her hand to feel at her back, hoping that she was mistaken. Her fingers only touched the air and her heart sunk. "Baka, baka, baka, baka." She kept on repeating that sentence to herself as she turned around and made her way home again. Yup, she had forgotten her tennis racket… Again. Good thing she noticed before she arrived, or she would be the laughing stock again. She knew of course that they didn't mean it, but still... Aoi recalled that she hung it at the back of a kitchen chair while her mother was writing her list. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

Aoi was almost at home when she saw them. A group of teenagers, about her age, standing right in front of her house. She slowed down a bit and watched them. She had never seen them before, so what were they doing here? Her mother's warning echoed through her mind.

Suddenly, one of the boys – spiky white hair, bright orange shirt and goggles – pulled out something that looked like a gun. He aimed at Aoi's house, pulled the trigger and… A bright white laser came out of the gun and hit her house, causing it to explode. She stared with widened eyes and open mouth to what happened. There was a great hole in the front of the house, the windows were shattered and the front door was gone. She saw something bright orange flicker behind a broken window and seconds after that, thick black smoke drifted out of the house.

Aoi just stood there, unable to move or even breath. This had to be a dream right? Just a really, really, really bad dream? Yukou. Mom. Those thoughts unfroze her. Were they still in there? Of course, mom wouldn't leave Yukou behind in this state… Oh god, she had to find them. "Yukou! Mom!" Aoi shouted as her legs moved by themselves. From the corner of her eyes she saw that the group of teenagers looked at her, but she didn't care.

She ran up to the house, but just as she was about to enter through the giant hole, a part of the ceiling came down. She stumbled back from the falling gravel, lost her balance and fell in the shattered glass. Aoi tried to ignore the pain as she jumped up again, desperately trying to find another way in. She had to find them, she had to get them out of there. She tried climbing through the broken window, which led to even more bleeding cuts in her arms and hands, but she didn't care. The smoke made her eyes water and she coughed like mad to get the poisonous damps out of her body. She was on the windowsill and when she looked around, she saw that the entire living room was on fire. There was no way she could get through that. "Mom! Mom!" she screamed from the top of her lungs, but the raging fire swallowed the every sound she made.

The burning danger came closer and closer, but Aoi was hesitant to leave. She just couldn't believe this was actually happening. Another part of the ceiling collapsed, but she still didn't move. Only the stinging pain she felt when the right side of her trouser caught fire and her leg got burned, unfroze her. She jumped out of the window again, tears streaming down her face.

She lost her balance and rolled over a couple of times, before she came to a halt. She was still coughing and she felt really dizzy because of the poisonous smoke. The pain in her arms penetrated her and Aoi looked down, only to see several deep bleeding cuts, some even with pieces of glass in them.

When she turned around, she saw the group of teenagers looking at her. Suddenly, Aoi grew really angry. They had caused all this. They had taken her family away from her. They had taken her home away from her. Within a few mere seconds, they had destroyed her entire life!

Her anger gave her strength and she stood up again and rushed to them. She recognized the boy in the middle as the shooter, so she walked up to him and slapped him in the face. Hard. This asshole had taken everything away from her and he even had the nerve to stay and watch. Aoi's hand left a red mark on his cheek, though that wasn't visible because of all the soot and blood it left on there as well. Her hands weren't the cleanest anymore after she cut herself several times and she stood in that poisonous smoke for so long.

Suddenly, her head exploded. Aoi stumbled back from them, hoping that it would stop but it didn't. It felt like her brain was split in two or like it was attacked by killer bees or something. She couldn't help herself but scream when yet another painful wave came over her. She fell to he knees while her hands were pressed against her temples. She tried to look up to them – one eye closed because of the pain – and saw how the boy she slapped placed a hand on the shoulder of another boy. That other boy had green hair and his eyes were glowing. Then they stopped glowing and she sighed in relieve when the pain in her head faded away as well.

Aoi tried to get up, but she felt so terribly dizzy that this was too hard for her. Her arms trembled before she fell to the ground again. Then, everything went black.

Aoi woke up on a bed in a small room that she had never seen before. The only furniture were the bed she was lying on, a small cupboard, an empty table and one simple chair. Warm, yellow sunlight came through the thin curtains and a van was slowly spinning at the ceiling. She slowly got up, ignoring the pounding in her head. She saw that her arms were bandaged and her right ankle as well. Her throat was soar, and she took a sip of the glass of water that stood on the cupboard. She heard ice cubes tingling against the glass and she kept the cool liquid in her mouth before she slowly swallowed it. When all the water was gone, she took the ice cube in her mouth and chewed on it, enjoying the refreshing effect it had on her.

She stood up, ignoring the pain in her burned ankle, and slowly got to the window. When she opened the curtains, a big shock awaited her.

Bars.

Thick, heavy, unbreakable steel bars.

Aoi grabbed them and pulled, not believing that she was actually locked up in here. She turned around to see two doors. The first one was locked, the second one led to a small bathroom. Great, no way out.

She sighed as she sat down on the bed again. She crept backwards until she was with her back against the two walls. She pulled her legs up and hid her face behind them. The painful memories played in her mind like a film. The teenagers, the boy who shot her house and killed the only family she had left, the fire, the panic… And later, when she slapped him, the attack on her brain, the glowing eyes of the green haired boy. What was with that? Normal eyes don't glow, nor do they cause your brain to explode. What is more, why was she saved? They could've just left her there, but instead they took her with them… At least, that's what she thought. She has been in the hospital before and they don't lock you in your rooms there.

She shook her head, angry that she had so many questions and no answers. She didn't like that, not at all. Aoi remembered how her mother always laughed at her when Aoi was frustrated that her books contradicted each other or how Aoi asked everything in school, even if it had very little to do with the said subject.

Mom. That one thought ripped her heart and before she knew it, she started crying. Her lips trembled and tears streamed down her face. Suddenly, Aoi saw who she was now. Just an injured and scared girl, with no place to live and no family. She kept on sobbing while she remembered everything about her mother, her father and Yukou. The vacation on the beach, the times Aoi was sick and mom or dad stayed at home to take care of her, how proud they were when she came home with a bronze medal from a local tennis competition. But also the arguments they had and how much they had cried when dad passed away…

Everything, she remembered every single moment with them.

At some point, Aoi's eyes just stopped producing tears and she stared blankly at the wall opposing her. As always when she finished crying, her eyes felt really tired, but she didn't lay down. She didn't move at all, not even when the door that had been locked before, suddenly opened, revealing a boy from around her age. Aoi's eyes shot towards him and when she recognized him, she frowned and glared at the wall again. Neither of them moved, nor did they break the silence.

Suddenly, he walked into the room, placing a plate with some food and a fresh glass of water on the cupboard. Then he stood still, Aoi could feel him looking at her.

"How are you feeling?" The first thing she heard him say. He spoke with the voice of a leader, with the voice of someone who is used to being obeyd. Aoi refused to look at him.

"Why would you care?" She heard him move and realized that the grabbed the chair to sit next to her. She shoved a bit, trying to become one with the wall. Now she regretted her choice of sitting in a corner.

"You were severely injured, you shouldn't go jumping around in collapsing houses like that, you know," he stated as he casually sat down on the chair.

Aoi glared at him. "Well, excuse me, but if some criminal like you runs around town like that, destroying my house and murdering my family, I tend to get a little reckless."

His face grew dark. "I'm sorry about that."

"Yeah, right."

"I'm serious. There were no people meant to get hurt. We pick our targets really carefully and no one was supposed to be there that afternoon. We even checked your mother's working schedule and it clearly said that she would be working all day."

Aoi turned to her knees again. He sounded very defensive, yet his words sent shivers down her spine. "Yukou was ill, mom stayed at home to look after him," she whispered so softly that she could barely hear herself.

It remained quiet for a couple of minutes. "Where am I? And why did you bring me here?" She tried to speak clearly, though her voice shook a little.

"You're at Feida headquarters," he answered. That didn't mean anything to Aoi, but she remained silent. "And as for the reason why you're here, you saw us. We can't have you going to El Dorado, telling them what we look like. It's still too early for that."

"Wh-what are you gonna do with me?" She hated herself for her trembling voice, but she couldn't help it. That murdering bastard and his cold words just sent shivers down her spine.

He looked at her, a small smile on his lips. Then he stood up. Aoi's eyes followed him as he towered over her and looked down on her. He grabbed her shoulder and squeezed it reassuringly, although she flinched under his touch. She slapped his hand, looking up at him with terrified eyes. "Don't touch me!" she yelled. Aoi didn't know what to expect from him, what he would do… This boy, this criminal, had killed two innocent people and seemed practically unaffected by it.

He looked at her for another second, then he turned around and headed to the door. "Don't worry," he said. "I'm Saryuu Evan, by the way."

"I didn't ask for your name."

"I know, Sorano Aoi."

Then the door closed and Aoi was alone again. She exhaled, not realizing that she had held her breath. She stretched her legs and noticed that she was trembling. Not only from the pain of the loss of her family, but also… That Saryuu guy really creeped her out. How did he know her name? He said that he chose his targets really carefully and knew when they would be out... Did that mean he spied on her as well?

She closed her eyes and focussed on her breathing to calm herself down. Then she looked at the plate next to her. Sighing, she obliged to her rumbling stomach and started to eat.

Okay, that was... something...

Haha, I'm sorry for possible 'I's', 'me's', 'my's' and 'mine's' that are still left in the story... I never pictured this pairing so I started this as a characterxreader fic, but after Shiranai Atsune requested a SaryuuxAoi fic, I rewrote it.. Please review and I'll post the next chapter as soon as possible.